Im 17.
I should not be feeling this way. I have never been 'diagnosed' but i strongly believe i do need help.
I have had this 'depression' since i was 12.
Thats five years. Five years of this unnecessary, horrible, traumatic pain i have been through and am going through.
At the age of 12, i was bullied constantly at school because i was 'fat' and 'ugly'. I had barely any friends, and i thought everyone hated me.
One day, after school i came home and cried for hours and then tooo a handful of tablets. I dont know why i did this, or what i was expecting but i did it anyway.
I was fine obviously, but i never told anyone about it, untill this day.
Just before i turned 13, i started 'cutting' myself.
First it started off with scratches from scissors, which soon lead to sharpener blades and then razor blades.
This lasted for about 2 years, but my family never found out. The only person that knew was my boyfriend.
My family constantly argue. My mum and dad drink non stop from midday onwards, saying 'they are allowed to chill now they have finished work'
Which shouldnt mean a glass of wine or a beer every half hour.
I have no real friends.
I never have.
I have never been to a party, or invited to one.
I have never been involved in a 'friendship group'
I refused to present infront of audiences at school, as i cannot physically do it which lead me to fail 2 gcses.
I didnt even go to prom. Or attend my last school day. Nor did i have anyone ask me if i was okay, or seem bothered that i wasnt there.
I overdosed at school once. It wasnt supposed to be at school. This was my first ever proper 'attempt'.
I got taken to the hospital that evening, but they checked me over after hours of being sick and sent me home.
The last time was the time i said about in my last post. I told my 'best friend' and all she said was 'oh your a idiot' so i just tried to forget about it and move on.
I hate waking up.
I cant sleep.
Im not happy atall.
I really do feel as though im not good enough, im failing or im a dissapointment.
I cant put into words how i feel right now but i am trying.
I cant grieve. I cant feel.
I dont know how to cope living with pcos because all i want is a baby, but my boyfriend doesnt care about future kids.
I have been through stuff that no one my age deserves to suffer through.
Im so lost and dazed.
I havent been able to face my doctors.
I am so so scared they are going to think i am a danger to myself so they will have to involve the wrong people.
Im sick of this i just want peace because i do have suicidal thoughts sometimes.
I want to be happy again and i want to be able to make my boyfriend happy, instead of me being his 'patient'. I just need something to help me through this because i have always believed i have known the way i am going to die, and i feel as though it is getting closer and closer everyday.